Sunday, July 29, 2007
Thursday, July 19, 2007
maybe I´m a little too complicated
... pero es que todavía no encuentro lo que en mí sería normal
para darte mucho más
para darte mucho más
y entregarme por completo.
Friday, July 13, 2007
INtuición

Creo que empiezo a entender -despacio, despacio, comienzas a caer - que nos deseábamos desde antes de nacer, - te siento, te siento, desde antes de nacer- tengo el presentimiento de que empieza la acción - adentro, adentro, te vas quedando- y las mujeres somos las de la intuición.
así, estoy dispuesta a todo, Amor,
así, estoy dispuesta a todo, Amor,
Friday, June 29, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
Iris
We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.
- Iris Murdoch.
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Laura Galilei
permitiéndome tomar prestado un apellido como Galilei,
ante las circunstancias (y la desilusión)
no me queda más que decir:
Saturday, June 09, 2007
¡gracias al antojo!
Today I was feeling like having ice-cream. yum.
I went to rehab and on my way back I told my mum "mmh, do you want some ice-cream"- so we went to get some at the supermarket.
We bought 3 littres- for the whole family- and after we left, a lady came to me and said "hey do you already know this offer... you send a txt message from your mobile to this number, you answer a trivia, and you may win something!! there are TVs, fridges, many things, the smallest prices is a ringtone for your phone".
I usually do not pay attention to these things, and I had never done any of this contests.
However, today, as soon as I got back home, I sent the message and got a first question:
1. What are the flavours of Napolitan? A) strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla. B) chocolate, vanilla, and coconut. C) peacan, vanilla, and strawberry. - So I sent "A".
2. Who is the king of Nestlé? A) Charles I. B) Edward VIII. C) Charles V. - I sent "C". - ((In case you do not know, One of the most famous chocolates that Nestlé sells in Mexico is named "Carlos V", which was a particular brand and later acquired by Nestlé by the way)).
and TA- DAAH!
I WON AN IPOD SHUFFLE!!!
I just need to fax my ticket and they will send my IPOD SHUFFLE home! =)
yey!
I went to rehab and on my way back I told my mum "mmh, do you want some ice-cream"- so we went to get some at the supermarket.
We bought 3 littres- for the whole family- and after we left, a lady came to me and said "hey do you already know this offer... you send a txt message from your mobile to this number, you answer a trivia, and you may win something!! there are TVs, fridges, many things, the smallest prices is a ringtone for your phone".
I usually do not pay attention to these things, and I had never done any of this contests.
However, today, as soon as I got back home, I sent the message and got a first question:
1. What are the flavours of Napolitan? A) strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla. B) chocolate, vanilla, and coconut. C) peacan, vanilla, and strawberry. - So I sent "A".
2. Who is the king of Nestlé? A) Charles I. B) Edward VIII. C) Charles V. - I sent "C". - ((In case you do not know, One of the most famous chocolates that Nestlé sells in Mexico is named "Carlos V", which was a particular brand and later acquired by Nestlé by the way)).
and TA- DAAH!
I WON AN IPOD SHUFFLE!!!
I just need to fax my ticket and they will send my IPOD SHUFFLE home! =)
yey!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
2 bittersweet months
I AM IN SHOCK,
after exploring the darkest and scariest sides of my personality,
and recognising the ugliest and grumpiest parts of my soul,
I HAVE STARTED TO WALK AGAIN!
I am overwhelmed.
after exploring the darkest and scariest sides of my personality,
and recognising the ugliest and grumpiest parts of my soul,
I HAVE STARTED TO WALK AGAIN!
I am overwhelmed.
Let´s Celebrate Health,
Let´s Celebrate Life!
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
wind

during the last few days, I have been told TWICE that I am like the wind.
mmh.
I am free
(but even the wind is catchable)
Thursday, May 31, 2007
pendientes
A lo largo de los años, he dejado muchas cosas pendientes:
Libros por leer
Novelas o artículos por escribir
Obras de arte por pintar
Estantes por acomodar
Ropa por regalar
Canciones por grabar
Películas por ver
Ejercicios y dietas por comenzar
(y por alguna vez terminar)
Historias por contar
Discusiones por terminar
Perdones por pedir
Disculpas por ofrecer
Ofensas por olvidar
(Des)amores por sanar
Asuntos mentales por ordenar...
Libros por leer
Novelas o artículos por escribir
Obras de arte por pintar
Estantes por acomodar
Ropa por regalar
Canciones por grabar
Películas por ver
Ejercicios y dietas por comenzar
(y por alguna vez terminar)
Historias por contar
Discusiones por terminar
Perdones por pedir
Disculpas por ofrecer
Ofensas por olvidar
(Des)amores por sanar
Asuntos mentales por ordenar...
Más vale que me vaya apurando!
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
what comes first?
or, is it perhaps..
that
living an unreal life drives us to Oxford?
- me.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Friday, May 18, 2007
wishin´ and hopin´
That's fine
That's good
That's nice
I understand the price
The cost of craving dark instead of light
I'd flip a coin to see if you still care tonight
- Untitled, Rachael Yamagata.
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
adaptation

Im a man who doesnt know
How to sell a contradiction
You come and go
You come and go
Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon
(Culture Club)
Monday, May 14, 2007
y Neruda responde (once again)
MUERE LENTAMENTE
Muere lentamente quien se transforma en esclavo del hábito, repitiendo todos los días los mismos trayectos, quien no cambia de marca, no arriesga vestir un color nuevo y no le habla a quien no conoce.
Muere lentamente quien evita una pasión, quien prefiere el negro sobre blanco y los puntos sobre las "íes" a un remolino de emociones, justamente las que rescatan el brillo de los ojos, sonrisas de los bostezos, corazones a los tropiezos y sentimientos.
Muere lentamente quien no voltea la mesa cuando está infeliz en el trabajo, quien no arriesga lo cierto por lo incierto para ir detrás de un sueño, quien no se permite por lo menos una vez en la vida, huir de los consejos sensatos.
Muere lentamente quien no viaja, quien no lee, quien no oye música, quien no encuentra gracia en sí mismo.
Muere lentamente quien destruye su amor propio, quien no se deja ayudar.
Muere lentamente, quien pasa los días quejándose de su mala suerte o de la lluvia incesante.
Muere lentamente, quien abandona un proyecto antes de iniciarlo, no preguntando de un asunto que desconoce o no respondiendo cuando le indagan sobre algo que sabe.
Evitemos la muerte en suaves cuotas, recordando siempre que estar vivo exige un esfuerzo mucho mayor que el simple hecho de respirar.
Solamente la ardiente paciencia hará que conquistemos una espléndida felicidad.
Pablo Neruda
She who becomes the slave of habit, who follows the same routes every day, who never changes pace, who does not risk and change the color of his clothes, who does not speak and does not experience, dies slowly.
She who shuns passion, who prefers black on white, dotting ones "i's" rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer, that turn a yawn into a smile, that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings, dies slowly.
She who does not turn things topsy-turvy, who is unhappy at work, who does not risk certainty for uncertainty, to thus follow a dream, those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives, die slowly.
She who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.
She who slowly destroys his own self-esteem, who does not allow himself to be helped, who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops, dies slowly.
He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn't know, he or she who don't reply when they are asked something they do know, die slowly.
Let's try and avoid death in small doses, reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
Pablo Neruda
Muere lentamente quien se transforma en esclavo del hábito, repitiendo todos los días los mismos trayectos, quien no cambia de marca, no arriesga vestir un color nuevo y no le habla a quien no conoce.
Muere lentamente quien evita una pasión, quien prefiere el negro sobre blanco y los puntos sobre las "íes" a un remolino de emociones, justamente las que rescatan el brillo de los ojos, sonrisas de los bostezos, corazones a los tropiezos y sentimientos.
Muere lentamente quien no voltea la mesa cuando está infeliz en el trabajo, quien no arriesga lo cierto por lo incierto para ir detrás de un sueño, quien no se permite por lo menos una vez en la vida, huir de los consejos sensatos.
Muere lentamente quien no viaja, quien no lee, quien no oye música, quien no encuentra gracia en sí mismo.
Muere lentamente quien destruye su amor propio, quien no se deja ayudar.
Muere lentamente, quien pasa los días quejándose de su mala suerte o de la lluvia incesante.
Muere lentamente, quien abandona un proyecto antes de iniciarlo, no preguntando de un asunto que desconoce o no respondiendo cuando le indagan sobre algo que sabe.
Evitemos la muerte en suaves cuotas, recordando siempre que estar vivo exige un esfuerzo mucho mayor que el simple hecho de respirar.
Solamente la ardiente paciencia hará que conquistemos una espléndida felicidad.
Pablo Neruda
She who becomes the slave of habit, who follows the same routes every day, who never changes pace, who does not risk and change the color of his clothes, who does not speak and does not experience, dies slowly.
She who shuns passion, who prefers black on white, dotting ones "i's" rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer, that turn a yawn into a smile, that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings, dies slowly.
She who does not turn things topsy-turvy, who is unhappy at work, who does not risk certainty for uncertainty, to thus follow a dream, those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives, die slowly.
She who does not travel, who does not read, who does not listen to music, who does not find grace in himself, she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.
She who slowly destroys his own self-esteem, who does not allow himself to be helped, who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops, dies slowly.
He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn't know, he or she who don't reply when they are asked something they do know, die slowly.
Let's try and avoid death in small doses, reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing. Only a burning patience will lead to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
Pablo Neruda
my decision
It's only natural to feel like you're sinking
It's only human to be so unprepared
So where else can you go to
'Cause no one's given you the book
About what to say and how to feel and what you
Should and shouldn't have took
(Robbie Williams, Get a Little High)
Sunday, May 13, 2007
cerrado por derribo

conozco un corazón
que -como diría Sabina - está cerrado por derribo
(y porque anda embrollado en otros asuntos)
Friday, May 11, 2007
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